189 national mourning

Bai Xijing doesn't know how the next days came about. She was muddle-headed all day long. Every time she dreamed, she would dream of Bai Xiyue running in the firelight, and then the tragic situation of her death. The two pictures kept alternating, making her miserable.

Bai Ziyu came, but they didn't know what to say. They could only sit together in a daze and then sigh for a long time. Because of Bai Xiyue, Bai Xijing naturally doesn't have to do that life sacrifice anymore, but even so, she is not in a good mood, and she even forgets to be lucky.

On this day, when Bai Xijing was in the palace at night, the palace man who had been serving Bai Jing hurriedly came over. When he saw Bai Xijing, he suddenly knelt down and said with a pale face, "Princess, the king... is critically ill, saying that he wants to see the princess for the last time."

He spoke very fast, and there was a lot of uneasiness in his eyes. Bai Xijing looked at her firmly, as if she couldn't believe it. Her eyes were wide open, and even the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground without knowing it. She just repeated in a daze: "I'm critical illness..."

seemed to suddenly realize the meaning of this sentence. Bai Xijing suddenly stood up and didn't care about the cold outside. He opened the door and ran to the Luohua Hall where Bai Jing was located.

She hasn't seen him for a long time. Since she came back from Sheng'an Temple, she has been staying in her Qijing Palace and hasn't taken half a step out of the palace gate, because she doesn't know... she doesn't know how to face him. She knew the cruel truth and was full of distrust of everything. This feeling slowly swallowed her up, making her just curl up and be on guard. And she didn't want Bai Wei to see her like this. It's not that she doesn't complain or sad, but after all, that person is her biological father who has loved her for so many years. She is afraid that she will subconsciously hurt him.

Bai Ziyu said that since his father knew that Xiyue's bones were on the altar, his condition became more and more serious. The doctor could not control it, saying that his heart was too serious and there was no medicine to cure.

But now the man who makes her respect, makes her love, makes her angry, and disappoints her, but her father said he wants to see her for the last time. He has never been a person who likes to express himself, so every word he says comes from the deepest affirmation in his heart. Now he says that he wants to see her for the last time, which means that his situation is really bad and he can't stand it anymore.

"Father!" Bai Xijing ran all the way to the Luohua Hall and ignored the salute of the palace people. She ran to the deepest part of the palace with her skirt. When she opened the last door, she saw Bai Ziyu standing in front of Bai's bed. She was still plain white, but her expression was so sad.

Bai Ziyu's voice was very low and deep, giving people a sense of unprovoked depression: "Xi'er, come and see your father off for the last journey."

Bai Xijing was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were uncontrollably sour, and tears seemed to fall uncontrollably. Bai Xijing took a deep breath before walking to the bed.

Bai Jing has lost a lot of weight, completely like a skin wrapped in bones, and he can no longer see the handsome appearance of the past. His eyes were tightly closed and seemed to be unstable in his sleep. Bai Xijing slowly pulled up Bai's hand, but felt that his bone-like hand was painful: "Father, Xijing is here."

The sick Bai Jing heard the sound of Bai Xijing, and his eyelids moved, but it seemed to lack strength. It took him a long time to open his eyes. The color of his pupils had turned gray, as if he had been covered with a layer of fog, a little lax, and he could not find the focus. Point.

After a long time, he seemed to have regained a little strength and looked at Bai Xijing clearly: "Xi'er, you're here. My father thought you were still angry with your biological father and refused to come."

"How can Xijing be angry with his father? Xijing is the daughter of his father. How can a daughter be unfilial to her father? So as long as my father wants to see Xi'er, he can call Xi'er at any time, and Xi'er will come right away. Bai Xijing's voice was soft, and he felt that the white hand in his hand was cold and bone-piercing, and there was a colic in his heart.

"Xi'er... My good Xi'er has grown so big. I still remember that you were so big when you were a child," Bai Cong compared a size with his hand and said with a trace of warm nostalgia in his eyes. "He is a crybaby. He always clings to your mother and me. As long as he doesn't follow your heart, he is wronged. Squatting in the corner and crying, maybe you don't even know that you look really cute and funny. But later, my Xi'er never acted coquettishly to her father again and did not cry in front of her father. My father knew that Xier had grown up, but... he was so lonely. Xi'er no longer depends on her father, and Yu'er is becoming more and more independent. She feels that she is getting old, but she finds that she can no longer catch anything... It's terrible..."

"Father..."

"Now I'm going to die, but I find that only you two are with me, father... I'm sorry, especially Xi'er, father... I'm sorry, will you forgive your father?" Bai Cong's eyes looked fixedly at Bai Xijing without blinking, as if he was afraid that he would miss something in the blink of an eye.

"Father, Xi'er doesn't blame you. Whether it's marrying Ye Guo or sacrificing, in the end, it's Xi'er's own choice, not Father Wang." Bai Xijing whispered. Looking at the sadness in Bai Shu's eyes, she could not say anything to forgive him.

"Father is not a good father, and he can't protect you well, but... Xier, Yuer, if you really have a next life, can you become my children again? In the next life, I will definitely be a good father, love you well, protect you, and make up for the fault of this father. OK?" Bai Cong slowly clenched Bai Xijing's hand and looked at the pair of children standing in front of his bed. There was a trace of anxiety and uneasiness in his voice.

Bai Xijing only felt choking for a while and couldn't speak, and Bai Ziyu was also silent. The light rising from Bai Qian's eyes slowly lost bit by bit, making him more disappointed and haggard.

"It's not good! It's not good at all!" Bai Ziyu suddenly opened his mouth. What he said was decisive, but Bai Xijing's face suddenly turned white. Feeling the trembling of Bai Xijing, Bai Xijing frowned and shouted, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"I won't be your child in my next life." Bai Ziyu ignored Bai Xijing's broken drink and still said word by word and extremely seriously.

"Brother!" Bai Xijing didn't know what was wrong with Bai Ziyu, but when he felt the situation of Bai Jing around him, Bai Xijing couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Sure enough...is that so..." Bai restrained his head and slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to hide his sadness.

But at this time, Bai Ziyu said again, "If there is a next life, I hope my father will be my own child, and I will care for and protect him. My father has been too tired all this life, so I hope my father can enjoy happiness in his next life.

Bai Ziyu's voice is not high, but it is different and gentle.

Bai Zhen suddenly trembled when he heard the words, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at Bai Ziyu: "Yuer..."

"Do you think you can find your mother after you die?" Bai Shu looked at Bai Ziyu and Bai Xijing's blue-like faces and suddenly said.

"Well, I can definitely find it, because she loves her father so much."

"She loves me so much, but I owe her too much. If I can meet her in the dark, I want to compensate her well, at least I can't do less than her." Bai restrained said lightly, with a trace of firmness and gentleness in his words.

After talking, Bai's spirit suddenly became much better, and his voice became louder. He missed talking about Bai Xijing and Bai Ziyu when they were young, but as he spoke, he suddenly fell asleep. When he woke up again, he would forget what he had said before, and sometimes even be in a trance. Xijing recognized Qingyi and thought that Qingyi was still by his side and never left.

Bai Ziyu and Bai Xijing knew that Bai Jing's time was really running out, so they silently stayed by his side and did not leave. Even if sometimes Bai Jing suddenly forgot what he had just said and kept repeating one thing, they listened to it meekly and did not interrupt him.

They don't know what they can do for him, so at least accompany him on the last journey.

Before the first dawn of the next day, Bai Conver went in this silence. The last paragraph was Bai Jing's intermittent words to Bai Xijing. He said, "Xi'er, there is one thing that my father didn't tell you. In the future, whether you know my cause or not... don't investigate again, and... be careful... by your side..."

Be careful of what's around you. Bai Cong didn't say anything and went there, but the only words left make people clearly feel the hidden bloody wind.

The great mourning is in vain, and the whole country is in pain. Bai Ziyu and others originally thought that after Bai Cong's death, the people of the State of Bai would definitely waver, but they did not expect that the people of the State of Bai would love Bai Cong, because the news of his death turned grief into strength and vowed to guard the land that Bai Cong's beloved.

When Bai Xijing in the palace knew the news, he sighed heavily. Bai restraint abandoned everything to protect the white country. His heart was finally accepted by the people. He... was also a success. However, for their children, he...

"What I abandoned in my life and wanted to take it back after death is ridiculous... still pathetic..." Bai Xijing muttered softly in his heart. Thinking of so many words Bai Cong said, Bai Xijing suddenly felt full of emotion, but fell into confusion again.